At this time, it is the darkest time before dawn.

In Obsidian City, except for the ever-bright lights on both sides of the main street, only the lights of the stars flickered.

The peddler selling steamed buns had just put the first basket of steamed buns out of the pot, the old man who had just hung his gong on the wall, and the peasant who had entered the city to sell vegetables had just arrived outside the north gate with ox carts.

Li Jiakang, the young general of the North City Gate Defenders, yawned lazily and stretched.

"Open the gates!"

After staying up all night, not only him, but also the defenders of the city were tired, and now they were waiting to open the city gates, and they would change the guard at dawn and go back to sleep well.

Everything seems to be the same as every day.

No one knows that the day that rewrites the history of Obsidian City is slowly kicking off.

The latch was drawn, the great pillar of the top gate was removed, and the listless defenders pulled open the heavy iron gate with great force.

Squeak!

The gates slowly opened.

Suddenly, the wind picked up.

The banner with the word Dou Dajin written on the city wall was originally only slightly fluttering in the morning breeze, but suddenly, it was blown up by the strong wind.

The wind poured in from outside the city gates, blowing up the dust and gravel on the ground, and hitting the faces of the people, and it turned out to be a hard pain.

Li Jiakang raised his hand and wiped his eyes that were a little sour from the soil, and a puzzled look appeared on his tired face.

Outside the city gate, the vegetable farmer who was about to pull the cart into the city felt the wind blowing from behind him, and he also turned his face in confusion.

A red figure, in an instant, had rushed from far away to close ahead.

The old man raised his face, only to see a huge figure blowing in the air above his head like the wind.

Bright red scales like flames, faintly flashing with golden light, swept over his head like a strange streamer.

This old man, who had lived for most of his life, was stunned all of a sudden.

Click!

Purple light flashed in mid-air, and the stainless steel flagpole standing on the head of the city broke in response, and the brocade banner fell down violently.

On this silent morning, the sound of the flagpole breaking was particularly obvious.

The defenders of the city lowered their arms in astonishment, only to see a behemoth standing proudly on the top of the city.

It was a strange beast that people had never seen before, five meters tall, with more than ten meters of flesh wings, two sharp horns like fiery jade on its head, and a long and thick tail densely covered with dazzling red gold scales.

On its back, a white figure stands out.

It was a young girl, with a slender figure, a moon-white neck coat with silver-white fine armor, and long black hair tied up high.

In the wind, her black hair fluttered, almost blending in with the night, but among them, there were two golden headbands, which looked particularly dazzling in the ink.

Reaching out, grabbing the fallen flagpole, the purple pupil raised his hand lightly.

Burst!

Half of the flagpole in his hand broke through the air and pierced straight into the official road outside the city gate.

"Get out of the way!"

The flagpole entered the earth, the loess was flying, and several cattle and horses pulling carts on the side of the road were startled and fled to both sides of the official road in a panic.

In the distance, the sound of hooves approached.

The sound of neat hooves gradually approached by rolling thunder.

Li Jiakang swallowed a mouthful of spit timidly, and looked up at the girl in the city.

"You...... Who are you?! ”